Josh Flannagan

“But of course names were secret things, full of power. And”
― Stephen King, The Drawing of the Three

“Brush snapped. The stag shambled forth from the outer darkness. It loomed above Scobie, its fur rank and steaming. Black blood oozed from gashes along its flanks. Beneath a great jagged crown of antlers its eyes were black, its teeth yellow and broken. Scobie fell to his knees, palms raised in supplication. The stag nuzzled his matted hair and its long tongue lapped at the muddy tears and the streaks of drying blood upon the man’s upturned face. Its muzzle unhinged. The teeth closed and there was a sound like a ripe cabbage cracking apart.”
― Laird Barron, The Beautiful Thing That Awaits Us All

“—Only fools and the dead never change their mind.”
― Laird Barron, Occultation and Other Stories

“He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts”
― Stephen King, It